A/N: This chapter will make some of you want to kill me, but if you kill me I cant write anymore stories LOL!

CHAPTER 13: How Did We Get Here?

June 15th 8pm Western Standard Time.

Roger's POV

Mickey leaned in and kissed me, I was so caught up I returned the kiss not even thinking about Mimi or Mark. When we pulled away from each other, we saw Mark. The look on his face crushed me.

"Mark…"

I couldn't get the words out, my body was numb.

"Look.."

Before I could say anything he ran off. Mickey fell to the ground crying her eyes out, I was a afraid. Afraid to touch her, afraid of losing Mark as a brother, afraid of Mimi finding out, and most of all I was afraid of our family being spilt up.

"Mickey…are you ok?"

"I've lost him." Mickey said quietly.

"No you haven't….we'll just explain to him what happened." I tried my best to comfort her.

She got up and ran back to her hotel room, I wasn't going to let her be alone after her husband finds her kissing his best friend. When I got to the room, she locked herself in the bathroom. Once again fear possessed me, I ran to the door and started banging on it. Ever since April killed herself I didn't like bathroom doors locked.

"MICKEY, OPEN THE DOOR." I started to sweat.

She didn't answer, I stopped breathing.

"MICKEY, OPEN THE FUCKING DOOR NOW!"

I could fill my voice getting shaky as I screamed. There was no sound coming from the bathroom, so I kicked the door opened, she sat on the edge of the tub sobbing, I kneeled down and pushed her hair back.

"He hates me."

"No, he doesn't, he's just hurt."

I gave her a hug and this time I kissed her, she wrapped her arms around my neck and I picked her up, our lips never parted as I took her to the bed. All our emotions we had came together. Fear, anger, love, and apparently….lust. It was wrong but the way she touched me and kissed me it felt so right and for the first time Mimi was out of my thoughts, I was focused on Mickey and Mickey only, she unbuckled my belt and I took her shirt off. Once we were completely naked I looked at her.

"Are you sure you want to do this?"

"Are you sure?" She asked me.

I didn't know what to say. I replied by letting my tongue touch her neck and down.

Mark's POV

I woke up and found myself on a bed, I raised up and saw I was in Maureen and Joanne's room.

My head was throbbing, I tried to remember what happened then I pictured Roger and Mickey kissing. Fucking back stabbers, I cant believe they would do me and Mimi like that. Oh fuck, I cant tell Mimi, she would be crushed. Maureen came in with glass of water.

"Drink this, Pookie." Maureen said sympathetically.

I didn't want to drink a fucking glass of water, I wanted a fucking forty ounce and a shit load of pain pills. I decided to just drink the damn water.

"What happened?"

"Do you still smoke?" I asked.

"No, why?" She asked with a confused look on her face.

"If I'm going to tell you this story I'll ether need a drink or a cigarette." I said dryly.

"Joanne is coming back with a few cases of beer."

"I'll wait till she comes back."

Joanne came back a few minutes later and they sat on the other bed waiting for me to talk. I opened a beer and told them the whole story letting all my anger and disgust hit every word like a baseball hitting me in the head. Their jaws dropped when I told them about Roger and Mickey kissing. Maureen started laughing. Joanne and I looked at her.

"What the fuck is so funny ABOUT MY WIFE MAKING OUT WITH MY BEST FRIEND?"

"Mark, calm down." Joanne said calmly.

Maureen pissed me off thinking this shit was funny.

"I know why you think its so funny."

"Why?" Maureen said giggling.

"Because that's what you use to do to me when we were dating." I snapped.

Her laughing stopped automatically and I was happy to shut her giggling ass up.

"Your serious aren't you?" Maureen asked.

"No, you've been Punk'd." Joanne said sarcastically.

"Shit Pookie, I'm so sorry. What the hell was on their minds."

"Each other." I said.

"Does Mimi know?" Joanne asked.

"NO and no one can tell her."

"Tell me what?" Mimi asked as she walked in the room with a big smile on her face.

She loved Roger so much. How could he do this to her? We all sat up and tried to act normal.

"Nothing." Maureen said smiling.

"Has anyone seen Roger?" Mimi asked.

My chest burned at the name that came out of her mouth.

"I saw him in the lobby.' I said plainly.

"What was her doing there?"

"Mak-" Joanne kicked my leg. " OUCH!"

"Try the casino." Joanne said smiling at Mimi.

"Why didn't I think of that? Where's Mickey at, Mark?"

"I don't give a fuck." I couldn't stand hearing her name.

"You two must have had a huge fight." Mimi said sitting next to Maureen. "You wanna tell me about it?"

The three of us looked at each other.

"I found something that I didn't want to find." I said trying not to spill the beans.

"She's pregnant again? Damn, that girl is fertile." Mimi said smiling.

"She's not pregnant." I said laughing.

I started to think of when Mickey told me she was pregnant with Sami, she was to scared to tell me….. it was so cute, if only I could see my face when she told me she stopped taking her birth-control. Good times….. no, beautiful times.

"I'm going to find Roger." Mimi said getting up.

My smile dropped when she said his name again.

Mimi's POV

After I left Maureen and Joanne's room I decided to go see Mickey and see what they argued about. As I walked towards the hotel room I heard moans and heavy breathing.

"Is that coming from Mickey's room?" I asked myself.

I reached for the door knob and was stopped by Angels voice.

"MIMI CHICA!"

"Shh.."

"What?" Angel whispered.

"I hear noises coming from Mark and Mickey's room."

"It sounds like they're having a good time." Angel said with a smirk.

"Mark's at Maureen and Joanne's. Maybe she's crying, her and Mark did have a fight." I said.

"Then how come I here a man?" Angel asked with a confused look on her face.

"You don't think Benny and Mickey are.."

No it couldn't be. Mickey would never cheat on Mark. We opened the door and found something that tore my world to pieces….Roger and Mickey having sex.

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